Chapter 1203 More than a thousand years in advance, I must also make some tribute to my hometown
Chapter 1203 More than a thousand years in advance, we must make some contribution to our hometown (please subscribe and vote)
It was not like Cheng Chubi had never inquired about the tea production in the Tang Dynasty, and had even seen tea samples.
After all, he is a medical worker who works night shifts and always likes to make some tea to refresh himself.
The methods used in making tea in this era are rather rough to say the least.
To sum up, it is just like what Lu Yu said in his Tea Book.
Pick it, steam it, pound it, pat it, roast it, wear it, seal it, and there are thousands of teas...
Cheng Chubi was holding a piece of tea cake that still smelled like tea after being ravaged many times. He was filled with emotions.
I felt the Chinese people’s deep love for tea drinks, and at the same time I felt sorry for the tea leaves that were being tortured like this.
But having said that, this is somewhat similar to the tea making method of Pu'er tea.
Cheng Chubi lives in the beautiful Southwest, especially during the years of poverty alleviation.
In the land of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, any place suitable for growing tea is full of tea leaves, and each place is no longer limited to green and red.
For example, the village where Cheng Chubi and township cadres helped happened to be in a mountain shrouded in mist.
It is the most suitable place for growing all kinds of tea leaves, in order to maximize the use of tea leaves.
The tenderest buds and leaves are used to make green tea, and the larger leaves are just used to make black tea, so that every piece of tea can be utilized to the maximum advantage.
Especially during the peak season of tea picking every year, Cheng Chubi would also take time to help out at the homes of several acquaintances.
Well, of course I spend less time with my hands and more time with my mouth, but at least I know the process of green tea and black tea very well.
After just being dried, rolled, and dried, the result is green tea.
For black tea, the tea is picked and left alone, spread out to let it lose moisture and then kneaded. Then take a plastic bag and throw the kneaded black tea into it.
The opening cannot be completely sealed and some air circulation must be allowed.
After a day, the color of the tea will turn yellow-red, and then it is dried over a charcoal fire. This is black tea.
Cheng Chubi made it himself a few times in the past, and he thought it tasted pretty good, but he just made it himself and drank it when he had too much free time.
When Li Shimin heard this, he ignored the boy, but Sheng Sanlang suggested that the court should further develop the Shu territory.
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Moreover, it is in line with Li Shimin's wishes to manage the southern part of Shu.
The center of Sichuan was a tax-heavy land of the Tang Dynasty, but there was Tubo in the west and Liuzhao in the south. They all looked at the wealth and happiness in Sichuan and often tried to disturb the surrounding areas.
The Tang Dynasty was quite troubled by this, but there was no permanent solution.
Counting on this guy? Li Shimin didn't think it was reliable, but Cheng Sanlang was a very lucky general.
If this kid accidentally bumps into someone, he can solve the problem...
Li Shimin stroked his long beard and raised his eyes to look at Cheng Chubi and Li Ke.
"If you want to go to Shu, I won't let you go to those rich and fertile places in Shu."
"I just heard what you said, Cheng Sanlang, and it seems that you are very familiar with the area around Rongzhou (Yibin), Luzhou, and Bozhou (Zunyi)?"
Cheng Chubi nodded solemnly. No one was more familiar with that area than him. After all, his hometown was in that area.
Although I don't know what's going on there now, since the Tang Dynasty was able to establish states and counties there, it at least shows that the Tang Dynasty has a strong dominance over those areas.
I have traveled to the Tang Dynasty, but if I have the chance, I will eventually go back to my hometown to see it.
More than a thousand years in advance, we must make some contributions to our hometown and strive to establish something of great archaeological and historical value in that area.
Well, the main thing is the former. Try to make the people in your hometown rich as soon as possible. Otherwise, how can you live up to your status as a prominent figure in the Tang Dynasty?
As the saying goes, if you are prosperous, you will help the world; if you are poor, you will help individuals.
Later generations knew that many kinds of tea in that area made people rich. Cheng Chubi, who had rich experience in poverty alleviation, really didn't believe it. He couldn't do the poverty alleviation work in his hometown.
Li Shimin looked at Cheng Sanlang suspiciously. He always felt that this boy was as quiet as a chicken and didn't speak, but his eager eyes made people feel a little nervous.
"Could it be that you want to go there?"
"Uncle, you are absolutely right. This kind of place needs talented people like my nephew who are enterprising and willing to go deep into the grassroots and work conscientiously."
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Li Shimin didn't give the result. He just said that he should think about it carefully, slapped his butt and left without saying a word.
Three bewildered young men were left looking at each other.
Li Ke didn't react until now, with a dark look on his face and he wanted to grab Brother Chu Bi's collar.
"Brother Chu Bi, we agreed to go to Shu, why do you keep trying to head south?"
"Do you think your father can trust us to go squat in Yizhou? Besides, if you don't trust others, why don't you trust me?"
"Taking you there will not only allow you to eat well and drink hot food, but also allow you to make money there, make a lot of money."
"...Brother Chu Bi, that's enough." When Li Ke heard the words "make money, make a lot of money", he felt so distressed that he almost bled.
In the previous pepper plantation, a large sum of money was invested in pepper; in the future, when Liangzhou was to be developed, another financial investment had to be prepared.
Now Brother Chu Bi has gone to that poor place in southern Sichuan to make a lot of money, and he must be trying to make money out of his own pocket.
Just as Li Ke was lying on the floor with his heart in his arms, he looked like he was worse than dead.
Fang Jun rolled his eyes for a long time and couldn't help but said to Cheng Chubi.
"Brother Chu Bi, can you bring one of your younger brothers with you?"
"You?" Cheng Chubi and Li Ke both looked at Fang Jun.
Then they looked at each other, and finally Li Ke slapped Fang Jun on the shoulder and said.
"My dear brother, don't make trouble. If you like it, can your father like it?"
Fang Jun frowned and said unhappily.
"If I am willing, my mother will be happy, and if my mother is happy, even if my father is not happy, he must be happy."
"...Hey, this logic is so perfect. My dear brother, your mind is running much faster than before."
Fang Jun looked at these two brothers who had brought him countless physical and mental hardships, and raised his eyes to the ceiling.
If I stay with you two for a few more years, I might be able to get some revenge.
People can't suffer losses all their lives. Even if they suffer losses ten times and take revenge once or twice, they can still have the joy of success.
Besides, Fang Jun could have raised his toes and sworn that Brother Chu Bi was talking about all kinds of spices and wild animals in the southwest.
It would be strange if Brother Chu Bi went to a place like that and couldn't find anything delicious.
What's more, when I followed Brother Chu Bi to Jiucheng Palace, I got a lot of credit just by looking around in confusion.
No matter it was the time when we left the camp to capture the monkeys, or, ahem, we left the camp to expel those Turkic dead soldiers.
Or maybe it was because he went to catch wild boars and saved His Majesty and Princess Jinyang.
In short, Brother Chu Bi's luck is so good, how could I not hug him tightly and rub him hard?